The entire world seemed to fall silent and Diane stared at Calder, her mind refusing to process the words that had just left his mouth.
Your real father.
No.
No, that wasn’t possible.
Slowly, painfully, her eyes shifted toward Richard.
Her father.
The man who had raised her.
Protected her.
Lied to her.
Richard looked pale beneath the dim glow of the headlights, his expression stricken in a way she had never seen before and he couldn’t meet her eyes.
Her stomach dropped.
“Oh my God…” she whispered.
“Diane,” Richard said quickly, stepping forward, “don’t listen to him.”
“But it’s true, isn’t it?” she asked, her voice trembling violently.
Silence....that silence was answer enough.
Something inside her cracked open completely.
“You’re not my father?” she choked out.
Richard lo
